Everyone looked towards the doorway. Qiao Yong's heart felt like it was about to jump out of her throat. She took deep breaths, afraid that Mingzhu might be outside.

If she were to come in now, she would be walking right into a trap.

He asked, "Who?"

"I."

One word made both Qiao Yong and Qiao Yanzhi tremble.

Tang Yaoyao sensed a hint of domineering arrogance in that word, as if it meant looking down on everyone. The voice was magnetic and melodious, and for some reason, it also had a touch of banditry.

The door was locked from the inside, and they didn't open it for a long time.

The man outside the door said again, "Don't give me a chance to kick the door down."

The tone wasn't threatening, yet it sounded like one.

Qiao Yanzhi's eyes, which were initially full of anger, gradually calmed down, revealing a hint of tenderness. She said softly, "Xiao Mei, go open the door."

Su Mei didn't know who the people outside were.

But after only two sentences, the atmosphere suddenly felt more tense than before, especially Qiao Yong's face, which was extremely pale.

Clearly, the newcomer is a powerful figure who commands respect.

Su Mei jogged over and opened the door to the room.

When she saw who it was, she was startled and quickly stepped back to Tang Yaoyao's side.

Tang Yaoyao raised her eyes and met the man's dark and deep phoenix eyes in one glance.

His black eyes, as clear and bright as obsidian, flashed with a stern and sharp aura, and beneath the seemingly calm gaze lay a piercing gaze.

His starry-sky colored suit was open, giving off a wild and unrestrained vibe, and his sculpted features were as handsome as if carved by a knife.

One could only sense that he possessed an innate, awe-inspiring kingly aura, with a cold, almost imperceptible smile on his handsome face, exuding an imposing and dangerous presence.

Her face was somewhere between Fu Jincheng's and Fu Xiuchen's; she looked older and possessed a more mature and weathered charm than her two older brothers.

It's no wonder her legs are sore; this is her biological father—Fu Jiang.

Just that one glance sent a surge of indescribable emotion through Tang Yaoyao.

She finally understood why her two older brothers were so handsome.

With her father's good looks and her mother's face, unless they've had plastic surgery, their child would be either a fairy or a goddess in appearance.

Fu Jiang looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips, perfectly capturing the satisfaction of an old father seeing his beloved daughter.

That smile had a hint of "My daughter is indeed beautiful, just like me."

It has to be said that her father's smile won over his daughter's heart.

Su Mei glanced at Fu Jiang, then at Qiao Yanzhi, and finally at Yao Ge, feeling utterly bewildered.

Only divine parents could have such a beautiful daughter; others can only envy her.

After a brief eye contact, he turned his head and said in a sharp voice, "Bring that woman in."

At that moment, Jiang Ci and Xu Feng escorted a woman into the study.

When Tang Yaoyao saw Jiang Ci, she was stunned. Wasn't he always by Xiao Jinhan's side?

Could it be that...

The fourth brother and father have been secretly investigating who orchestrated all of this.

She didn't have time to think much before her gaze fell on the woman.

She wasn't very tall, but she had a slender waist that outlined a beautiful curve, and her proportions were perfect, making her look much taller.

She has a classic oval face, and it's clear she takes great care of herself; her face still retains its charm.

Most importantly, Fu Mengyao's appearance is about 60% similar to hers.